Attempting to add another dimension to my writing
while listening to music and playing the piano in
my mind.
Another spectre of imaginative thought being
added as I actually sing out loud through it all
at the same time.
Experiencing it fully now, actually able to do it
pretty steadily and constantly through time.
Pressing my mind ever more, taking into
consideration the depths of my mind as I expand
them exponentially beyond comprehension of
ordinary scientific theories.
Taking my brain, bringing it into the realization
of it's infinite potential as I expand it through
new ideas being brought to me incessantly.
Working every aspect as they pile into corners and
lines, awaiting my discovery of their extensive
purposes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a good poem, Ma'am.